At the Bar

Well 'tis the season
For that feelin' of loneliness
I stand below with a foot of snow
Just to catch you to drink with

I could care less who you're going to see
'Cause we both know that he can't compare with me

So darlin' I'll be right
Here when you get back
To hear out loud of your whereabouts
So you can watch me pack
Where I'm headin', I guess we'll see
'Cause I'm well and I'm awake and I need a drink

And if you decide that he is a creep
And mediocrity makes you happy
Well you won't have to travel very far
Well I'll be right where we met at the bar
When I'll be right where we met at the bar
And I'll shut up, nod and get in your car